I'm not interesting.

So, the people I work with are nice, but crazy... and today I figured out I'm just not that interesting.

David, who can't be much older than 30-35, adopted 3 children from the Ukraine with his wife this year. The oldest one is like 17 and one of them is a dwarf. They are having all sorts of behavior problems and melt downs.

Ashley has like 40 animals, one of which is some giant breed of ferret. She got married when she was 18, is now 20, and has already been divorced and remarried to the same guy, and had the craziest family drama I have ever heard of in my life.

Heather got pregnant, gave her son up for adoption and decided to get her life together, join the air force, and do something with her life so that one day her son can know that he inspired his mom to do great things. She's 19.

I don't have any crazy stories like this, and if I did I can't say I would be as eager to tell people about them as these people have been with me. Anyway, I guess that makes me kind of boring, but I'll take boring over that kind of drama almost every time.

I'll embellish a bit when I write my life story.